Dear FedX: Please leave the package just inside the door
J. Norris | Boston | 01/11/2005
(4 out of 5 stars)
"I gotta concur with those below: this album does NOT dissapoint - it fully lives up to the promise of their first record, which is equally fantastic (and which your girlfreind will also hate). Heavy distorted Sabbath riffs over tight, technical, and occasionally even prog-ish rythyms, though always without polish or posturing - very garage in a distinctly NON chic or trendy way. These guys can PLAY, but they don't showboat either their talent, or their Estrus-label-hipster-credibility. Anguished bluesy vocal hooks are the maraschino atop this rapidly melting sonic sundae (sorry), and make the previously-alluded-to Black Sabbath comparisons inevitable, but one may also find oneself inclined to name-drop such classic heavies as Mudhoney, Fugazi, and Queens of the Stoneage. This is what happens when guitar prodigies go undiscovered and are forced to pump gas for a living, gradually succumbing to the swirling black vaccuum of alchoholic oblivion and occasionally recording albums along the way. A lost cause never sounded so good . . . and I don't think they want rock and roll to save them, but it just might."